Showing posts with label fashionista. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashionista. Show all posts

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Style Icon: Edie Sedgwick

60s Icon dressed in oversized boyfriend shirts in a plethora of make-up.  Model, actress, muse, artist and a real fashionsita, turbulent life.



Sunday, January 15, 2012

FUCK YOU! tude.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...This is Vivienne Westward Fuck You tude to it's dumbest!  Just give me the Sex Pistols and be done with it man/woman?  So I shall explain...today was the Vivienne Westwards men's collection for a/w 2012.  For those who don't understand, a whole bunch of fashionistas and kids who want to be put on blogs for being fabulous, well dressed and faux eccentric stand around and take pictures of eachother.  Some kid's pretend to get into the shows, some actually do.  Others smile at the camera, while others look sulky and pout and hunch their shoulders either due to poor posture (their mothers clearly didn't tell them off enough whilst growing up or they don't drink enough milk) or that indie crap stance/pose they do for the camera because apparently it's cool and while others give the ye olde fuck you finger (my persoanl favourite), while they secretly love and adore the attention and stare dead pan at you. Don't blink you're eyes might drop out of their socket pockets.   Sorry, I don't work for Vogue but have a lovely day.


Doin' it my way fuckers!

I personally would have worn red nail polish but that's way I'm taking pictures of you and not the other way round.
As long as you're havin' fun!

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Odour of Clichè

The pungant malodor of a clichè is terribily vexing.  The pin stripe suit, masculine gangster turns 70s fashionista Milanista.  The attempt for 'The great Gatsby' floppy hat look.  The pièce de rèsistance ooooooo the Chanel bag, oooooo the Iphone...Collector items or a waste of lettuce?  Hoorah, one lettuce that isn't a waste of time, Hedda Lettuce.  You, are true fashion Ms Lettuce!

Not for children


Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Hello 80s Balloon Puff

Hello 80s hot pink balloon puff.  How nice of you to drop on by to the year 2011.  One era that strongly disagrees with me is just about anything 80s, it's my lactose intolerance that does it.  Yes I know the 80s was an explosion of coolness, Pretty In Pink, the rise of Run DMC and the birthing years of Punky Brewster.  However balloon skirts, rah rah skirts and perms make me have angry eyes.  It's not natural, it's not normal and it's evidence should be left in photo albums for younger generations to laugh and taunt.  Meanwhile...Vom!




This chick does look pretty good in this dress however, well preserved like pickles.